Lydia tilted her head, thinking. “... Yeah… you did…” She was silent a moment, ignoring the buzzing of the people around them. “Hey, it’s hotter than the flames of hell in here…” she fanned herself. “Let’s step outside, and continue this?” She grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards the door, thinking about what he had said. She glanced over and saw Willow talking with Era, and she pointed. “I can’t forget that I need to take care of that.” She said, grimly, pushing the door open and exiting the room, dragging Adrian behind her. “I haven’t beat her ass recently.”

Once outside, she took a deep breath and walked over to the railing, leaning against it, soaking in the cool air. “... I’m glad that you don’t think we’re weird. I didn’t either but I guess the other students think something of us…” She rested her elbow on the rail, thinking to herself. "But yeah, you’re right… there’s nothing wrong with us… I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been there.” She said, glumly. “Dillon saved me physically. You saved me emotionally…” 

Lydia was lost in thought, reflecting on her partnership with her enemy. [i] He’s always there for me if I want him to be or not. We fight but then we forget about it… Geez, he’s more like a best friend than my enemy. [/i] 

“What the hell kind of enemy are you anyway,” Lydia muttered. “I can’t even dislike you.”